In the Yuhua Cultivation World, atop a frontier stronghold standing beside the Canglan River, people thronged in dense crowds. From time to time, palm-sized, slender golden birds were released from the shoulders of cultivators clad in golden brocade. Flapping their wings, they flew toward the turbulent Canglan River, looking from afar like golden arrows streaking through the sky.
A Blazing Sun Sect disciple stood atop the city wall, watching this scene, and could not help sighing. "In the blink of an eye, it is time to release the [Golden Feather Sparrows] again.
Those people from the Flying Message Hall usually treasure the [Golden Feather Sparrows] more than anything. They will not even let others take a second look.
When the sun gets too strong, they have to return to their nests. When the weather changes, they have to shelter from the rain. Now they have to venture into the Demon Domain every few days, and every trip back costs them several birds. Who knows how heartbroken they must be?"
Hearing this, a fellow disciple beside him sighed. "The [Golden Feather Sparrows] may be fast, but they have no offensive power. Against those demon race birds of prey, they suffer far too much."
"There is no helping it, even if we suffer losses. Only this way can we obtain detailed intelligence on the Phantom Eye Demon Country at the smallest cost. Without the [Golden Feather Sparrows], we would have to fill the gap with lives." Chen Kun shook his head slightly. Though the war had not officially begun, the contest between the two sides had long since drawn blood.
"Senior Brother Chen, those demon beasts on the opposite shore have gathered for so long. Why have they not made a move? Could they just be putting on a show?" A rather